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78th Draw = Sunshine, Lollipops and... Rocket Launchers? [Open Action/Voice]
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Oh look fellow classmates, it's a chilly December morning and it's a little bit after classes have started and here comes Selphie barrelling down the pathway in vain to make it to classes on time. Honestly, the perky brunette is surprised she hasn't been given detention for the rest of her life because of it. Of course, if you ask her why she's late dear teacher, dear teacher, she just might flush a bright shade and stutter out something about oversleeping for the umpteenth time.
After school it's off to the Battle Dome for some training!
Action around Cloud Nine/Seventh Heaven
The person playing the piano isn't the best player in the world but she's a lot better than she used to be. One thing about being Frederic Chopin's student in piano was that you were guaranteed an excellent, patient teacher. At any rate, Selphie's had permission from Ginia for quite some time to use the piano in Cloud Nine for practicing purposes. Her school bag, nunchaku and training gear are on the floor by the bench of the piano in the club. She warms up with a Minuet in G Major by Haydn before moving onto something a bit more festive in the form of Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy by Tchaikovsky. She'd found the piece in a book in the library and had spent quite a number of hours meticulously transcribing every little note, accidental and nuance of the iconic piece. She hasn't quite mastered Andante non troppo so it sounds choppy to say the least as she frowns at the sheet of music in front of her.
She'll be playing various little songs that she's learned for a good hour or so before packing up her belongings, closing the piano and leaving the night club. First she'll stop in to say to the guys in Seventh Heaven because she spends enough time lately to be known on a first name basis.
Afterwards, it's off to home for the day unless someone happens to stop her along the way. She'll be chipper as ever for many reasons but the cloud of gloom that hangs over the village some days doesn't seem to bother her in the least. She's Selphie for a reason.
Later in the evening, after she's settled down in her favourite chair with a cup of hot chocolate (not the Victorian variety but just as good) she opens her journal to finally deliver some news that she should've said quite some ago but she had to take the time to work it through with herself first.]
I don't think many of you got to know them this time around but Squall, Irvine and Rinoa have been sent home again. It was nice to see them again and if the Malnosso even think of bringing any of them back a third time, I'm blowing them all up to smithereens!
[And this citizens of Luceti is why you should never let Selphie have anything that explodes.]
Oh look fellow classmates, it's a chilly December morning and it's a little bit after classes have started and here comes Selphie barrelling down the pathway in vain to make it to classes on time. Honestly, the perky brunette is surprised she hasn't been given detention for the rest of her life because of it. Of course, if you ask her why she's late dear teacher, dear teacher, she just might flush a bright shade and stutter out something about oversleeping for the umpteenth time.
After school it's off to the Battle Dome for some training!
Action around Cloud Nine/Seventh Heaven
The person playing the piano isn't the best player in the world but she's a lot better than she used to be. One thing about being Frederic Chopin's student in piano was that you were guaranteed an excellent, patient teacher. At any rate, Selphie's had permission from Ginia for quite some time to use the piano in Cloud Nine for practicing purposes. Her school bag, nunchaku and training gear are on the floor by the bench of the piano in the club. She warms up with a Minuet in G Major by Haydn before moving onto something a bit more festive in the form of Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy by Tchaikovsky. She'd found the piece in a book in the library and had spent quite a number of hours meticulously transcribing every little note, accidental and nuance of the iconic piece. She hasn't quite mastered Andante non troppo so it sounds choppy to say the least as she frowns at the sheet of music in front of her.
She'll be playing various little songs that she's learned for a good hour or so before packing up her belongings, closing the piano and leaving the night club. First she'll stop in to say to the guys in Seventh Heaven because she spends enough time lately to be known on a first name basis.
Afterwards, it's off to home for the day unless someone happens to stop her along the way. She'll be chipper as ever for many reasons but the cloud of gloom that hangs over the village some days doesn't seem to bother her in the least. She's Selphie for a reason.
Later in the evening, after she's settled down in her favourite chair with a cup of hot chocolate (not the Victorian variety but just as good) she opens her journal to finally deliver some news that she should've said quite some ago but she had to take the time to work it through with herself first.]
I don't think many of you got to know them this time around but Squall, Irvine and Rinoa have been sent home again. It was nice to see them again and if the Malnosso even think of bringing any of them back a third time, I'm blowing them all up to smithereens!
[And this citizens of Luceti is why you should never let Selphie have anything that explodes.]
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In that case, would Selphie-chan mind some company for a bit?
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I'd love some a company and a napkin, please.
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I think I can manage that~!
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Thank you! Did I get it all?
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[Compliment for a compliment? Yes indeed!]
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My very life is complete with your approval~! [He settles on getting himself a glass of water that he'd stashed underneath the counter]
How have you been, neh?
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[He can sip his water and she'll sip at her hot chocolate and a quick napkin swipe afterwards.]
Well, I was released from the captivity of the apartment and I'm literally on cloud nine these days. Just doing the usual though. School, patrol, train, piano lessons, turning Ceodore into my personal guinea pig. You know; the usual.
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He listens intently to her rattle off a list, eyebrows shooting up at the last bullet point]
Guinea pig?
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[DEETS]
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[She has a bottomless pit of a boyfriend, are you that surprised Sanji?]
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[Selphie taps her chin thoughtfully as she ponders this idea.]
I think I can manage that.
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Any requests?
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And you ever tried making a seafood pasta?
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Seafood pasta? Can't say I have, no.
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How about I show you the cookbook I made in Luceti?
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[Have a bright smile.]
I'd love to.
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